Midnight Special sing and play along

You get up in the mornin',

you hear the ding do dong ring.

Now you look upon a table,

you see the same darn not thing.

You find no food upon that table,

noth of ing up in the pan.

But if you say a thing about it,

you'd be in trouble with the man.

Let the Midnight

Special shine her light on me.

Oh, let the Midnight

Special shine her everlovin' light on me.

If you're ever in Houston, you'd better walk do on by.

Oh, you better not her gamble,

I say you better not fight.

Well, now the sheriff, he'll her grab you his of boys will pull you down.

But And you then, before you know it,

you're penitentiary the bound.

Let the Midnight

Special shine her light on me.

Oh, let the Midnight

Special shine her everlovin' light on me.

Here you're comes Miss in